Intermittent Dreaming….

It was yesterday,

Shining lights and loud music everywhere,

Ladies in beautiful dresses,

Sparkling like every one care,

Made up to look their best,

Gents though were less concerned,

Still looking better than usual complexion,

There I saw a flow of dreams,

All eyes speaking in same hymn,

Dreaming about their own occasion,

Some were thinking about better innovation,

Chit chat and gossips were the pretending gear,

With Every face wearing a smile

Eyes were telling total different lines,

In matter of hours ,

Surge of dreaming was breaking bars,

Like On their night,

Everyone Dreaming themselves as a star,

Then it got little sluggish

Intensity dropped with haste

And till morning all it was left there was rubbish,

In a week there will be again the moment

Dreams will rise high from remnants,

And it will repeat the cycle again,,

It goes on like that every time,

Such Dreams for everyone follow in line,,

One day for sure,

©Sanjay Ranout

Wandering Heart

Humans have mind and heart,

And following mind fits well in beginning,

Things change with vision

When we start feeling every season,

And then there comes injection of hormones,

And we get into a new world of realm,

Going through tides and ebbs,

Things which make us feel like heaven,

And sometimes declare our life worthless,

It’s through these delicacy and roughs,

We learn what’s worth to matter us,

Heart or mind it doesn’t matter,

Finally where we sets our camp,

Is the start of journey ,

We embark on this life

Sooner or later it doesn’t matter,

We reach our ends as much we stay on course,

On path we decides ,

On course we admires

Being human ,

It’s all about feelings and emotions,

That decide our lives,

If we dare to follow ,

If we dare to stay,

If we dare to have faith,

It’s heart , only heart make us feel more human,

© Sanjay Ranout

Melancholy

Walking alone with grim and sad face,

In unknown direction with no destination,

With Lots of varied churning thoughts ,

To which there isn’t any particular description,

No straight reason ,

Nothing mysterious to decipher,

Sometimes likewise I find myself,

Lost in melancholy,,,

© Sanjay Ranout

Darker Roads

In this never ending dark night

Nothing I can see

Being Lost and confused

Every path seems unclear

Walking through this for so long

Started loosing sense of direction

Compass too have failed

A moon brought moonlight

Showing up after big intervals for a while

And then getting veiled

Behind dark clouds

No matter if it’s raining

Or clear sky

It never shows up when requires

Falling over wines

Getting hit by ground

Maybe it’s to keep me grounded

Getting stuck in mud

Loosing ground in swamps

Maybe it’s to keep me down

Walking all blind

Even with good eyes

Maybe it’s to improve my sight

This journey has no end

As it’s complete dark

Direction less place

A black hole or a hole in black

I have no idea of this track

Moving or still

Even I have lost this sense

©Sanjay Ranout

Wandering Soul…..

In this imaginary world

Nothing is worth to hold

Floating clouds and water drops

Moving along the wind flow

Up and down

Left to right

It’s everywhere in sight

Still we try to catch and hold

Some moments , some memories

In our feelings store

Wandering through extreme ends

Sending signals to amend

Things that didn’t work

Mistakes that didn’t confer

It’s still going its own way

What to do and what to say

Wandering souls continue in this fray,,,,

©Sanjay Ranout

If I was….

What if I was a tree!

You must be a wine around me,

What if I was a stone,

You must be green algae living on me,

What if I was an abode,

You must be the only occupant in there,

What if I was a desert land,

You must be the wind blowing over me,

What if I was a mountain,

You must be the snow over me,

What if I was a river,

You must be a boat sailing over me,

What if I was a valley,

You must be seasonal flower existing over me,

What if ! Can be anything,

But you are never permanent,

Neither you nor your words,

Still I carry them along with full worth,

It’s not you, who is special,a

Oh dear! It’s my heart who should get all the credit,

©Sanjay Ranout

Installing peace!!

If Human is a computer,

Brain is hard drive,

Mind is CPU,

Thoughts are inputs,

In Search for software,

Seeking peace as outputs,

Hard to perceive human a computer,

As it needs every time different software,

It’s complex like coding,

Some ransomware is continuously working,

To keep us always searching,

That one universal software ,

To install the peace in its Hard drive,

Viruses, malwares of fears and insecurities are always attacking,

And humans are decoding them one after another,

Antiviruses fail like antidotes,

And We need to improvise, adapt,

To Again install peace ,

I think this processing will go on,

As long a human life will live,

As long we never stop trying,

As long we aren’t ready to give up,

As long we never stop Hoping,

The longing of installing Peace,,

©Sanjay Ranout